Volume 1 — THREE LITTLE KITTENS

Three little kittens, they lost their mittens, And they began to cry: “O mother dear, We very much fear, That we have lost our mittens.” Lost your mittens! You naughty kittens! Then you shall have no pie. “Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow,” No, you shall have no pie. “Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow.”

The three little kittens, they found their mittens, And they began to cry: “O mother dear, See here, see here! See! we have found our mittens.” Put on your mittens You silly kittens, And you may have some pie. “Purr-r, purr-r, purr-r, O let us have the pie. Purr-r, purr-r, purr-r.”

The three little kittens put on their mittens, And soon ate up the pie; “O mother dear, We greatly fear, That we have soiled our mittens.” Soiled your mittens! You naughty kittens! Then they began to sigh, “Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow.” Then they began to sigh, “Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow.”

The three little kittens, they washed their mittens. And hung them out to dry; “O mother dear, Do you not hear, That we have washed our mittens?” Washed your mittens! Oh, you’re good kittens. But I smell a rat close by; Hush! Hush! “Mee-ow, mee-ow. We smell a rat close by, Mee-ow, mee-ow, mee-ow.”